Certainly we disagree with the Communist Party, as we disagree with other political parties who are trying to maintain the American way of life.
We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later.
It is better not to sit on the grass after thirty when sprawling at all is difficult, let alone sprawling gracefully.
The half-hour of crowded anticipation, how fully it pays for the sterile hour that follows!
We often call a certainty a hope, to bring it luck.
Can one end anything? A chapter, a paragraph, a sentence even? Doesn’t everything one has ever done go on living in spite of subsequent events?
Men are beginning to realize that they are not individuals but persons in society, that man alone is weak and adrift, that he must seek strength in common action.
Women think with their whole bodies and they see things as a whole more than men do.
As for ourselves, yes, we must be meek, bear injustice, malice, rash judgment. We must turn the other cheek, give up our cloak, go a second mile.
What is it one yearns for? It is to be able to do a thing for the first time again. And that is impossible.